"I'll go first, and you guys will follow."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Bingxin turned into a ray of light and flew towards the city gate.

Zhao Mengqi followed, and only the disciple was left stunned in place.

Just now, she only noticed that two rays of light flew out one after the other.

It's just that the speed doesn't seem to be much different.

Could it be that Zhao Mengqi's speed is about to catch up with their heads?

"Hurry up, get out of here, the disciples of the dignified Haoyuan Sect are also coming to a small place like ours?"

"Hehe, you are noble disciples of the Haoyuan Sect, and a small place like our Giant Stone City can't accommodate you."

"Hey, isn't this a disciple of Haoyuan Sect, such a miserable appearance, is he still a disciple of the first sect in that continent? Hey, why is there still a smell? ”

The sound of ridicule echoed one after another, echoing in the air for a long time.

The disciples of the Haoyuan Sect who had just entered Giant Stone City were so angry that their faces darkened after hearing the taunts of these scattered cultivators gathered around.

You know, they have just returned from the line of life and death against the demon cultivation army, and now they are greeted without appreciation, but endless ridicule and ridicule.

And the most important thing is that what laughs at them is actually the casual cultivation that they despise on weekdays.

As disciples of the sect, their status is naturally higher than that of this group of loose cultivators.

Not to mention, they are still disciples of Haoyuan Sect.

And now, this group of loose cultivators actually bullied them directly.

When did they ever suffer this kind of thing that was ridden around their necks?

It can be said that the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs.

This kind of thing naturally made this group of Haoyuan Sect disciples with very high self-esteem completely angry.

Yes, they can't beat that group of demon cultivators.

But in the face of this rabble, they will not be afraid.

"Shut up, and then shout and cut your mouths directly."

"What a presumptuous, bunch of noisy rubbish, shut up quickly, or I will use the sword in my hand so that you will never be able to speak."

"When will our people from Haoyuan Sect be able to be trampled on casually? It's too late to get down on your knees and apologize now. ”

The disciples of Haoyuan Sect, who were already holding back their anger, directly burst out the anger in their hearts, and they all looked like they could do it at any time.

The scattered cultivators who were not used to looking down on the Hao Yuan Sect would not retreat at this moment.

You know, they don't have such an opportunity on weekdays, and now that they have seized this opportunity to ridicule them, they naturally want to completely vent their grievances on weekdays.

Both sides looked at each other unpleasantly, and the strong smell of gunpowder wafted in the air.

For a while, as long as there is a slight fuse, the two sides will completely break out into a fight.

Just when the battle was about to break out, Luo Bingxin and Zhao Mengqi rushed over and stopped directly between the two parties.

"Stop!"

Luo Bingxin glanced at both sides coldly and shouted coldly.

An icy chill emerged from her body, and the cultivation of the Transformation Stage was fully revealed.

The temperature in the air is also reduced by several degrees.

However, even Luo Bingxin unleashed such a terrifying power.

Whether it was a disciple of Haoyuan Sect or a loose cultivator in Boulder City, there was obviously no intention of buying it.

"Hmph, when have we ever suffered such a loss? Moreover, this matter is our Hao Yuan Sect and their business, and it is not your turn to intervene in Lan Yuezong. ”

An elder of Haoyuan Sect stepped forward, glared at Luo Bingxin arrogantly, and shouted loudly.

Luo Bingxin frowned slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Who the hell is this guy? Why would an elder dare to talk to her like this?

"Let Lu Ping come out, where are the others?"

Luo Bingxin glanced at the elder coldly and said.

Who knows, after her words fell, the expression on the white-haired elder's face became unusually ugly, and his face turned a little blue.

Seeing this scene, the doubts in Luo Bingxin's eyes became even stronger.

What's going on?

Could it be that Lu Ping is not here? Went somewhere else? Or is it in ......

Just as Luo Bing was thinking about various possibilities, the white-haired elder slowly spoke.

"Palm, boss...... He's dead. ”

After the white-haired elder's words fell, a deathly silence enveloped the air.

Whoever it was didn't think of this possibility.

Even Luo Bingxin didn't expect it.

At this moment, even the scattered cultivators not far away were even more shocked.

What the hell is going on?

The head of Hao Yuanzong is dead?

This...... It's not going to be a big deal, is it?

Wait, the head of Haoyuan Sect is dead, and now this group of disciples is so miserable, isn't this him

A chance for us to rise?

The atmosphere became strangely awkward.

Most of the people had been in the shocking news of the death of the head of the Hao Yuan Sect, and a few people had other ideas.

Now that the head of the Haoyuan Sect is dead, isn't it the best time for their group of scattered cultivators to rise?

As soon as they thought of this, the minds of the few god-transforming stage cultivators in the scattered cultivation became lively.

However, at this moment, there was a commotion outside the city gate.

Immediately after, the disciples of the Haoyuan Sect who were close to the city gate suddenly gave way to a road.

Who can make that group of unruly Haoyuan Sect disciples take the initiative to make way out?

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but subconsciously look over there.

Is that......

In the eyes of everyone, a young man wearing a greasy apron was carrying two baskets of lively pheasants, and walked in step by step.

No matter where he put it, this guy is obviously the most obvious chicken dealer.

However, with such a young man, how could he make that group of unruly Haoyuan Sect disciples make way out?

Luo Bingxin was slightly stunned, first a little incredulous, and then looked at it a few more times, only then did she be sure that that guy was the person she thought.

Zhao Mengqi, who was standing next to Luo Bingxin, caught a glimpse of the young man carrying a pheasant, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stepped forward to say hello.

"Ah, Xiang Wentian, did you go to the mountains to get these?"

Zhao Mengqi's eyes fell on the two baskets of pheasants that Xiang Wentian was carrying on his shoulders.

"Oh, you said this, I just went up the mountain to catch it myself. According to the master, food tastes better when you do it yourself. And the game that lives in the wild will taste even more delicious. ”

Xiang Wentian explained with a smug look on his face.

The people standing on the side, after hearing the conversation between Zhao Mengqi and Xiang Wentian, were already completely stunned.

Although the content of the conversation sounded like the usual conversation between mortals.

However, the name that Zhao Mengqi said really came to everyone's ears.